hadow of Ironeidic Retribution in the Lost Grid
In the icy corridors of The Lost Grid, existence rattles on as the supposed balance of power spews new darkness hourly. A wave of violence sweeps the Rift of Rahma, and disappearances are mounting. Yet, no solution or ceasefire appears in sight.
Beneath the extinguished light of the Rift of Rahma, The Guard of the Ironeidic Dusk has once again added a somber entry to the logbook of the Squeezing. In a single, sodden night, at least nineteen inhabitants of The Lost Grid vanished-torn from their provisional shadow camps by a combination of aerial fire and ground flames, targeting what had once been a familiar domestic segment.
The splinters of a family were gathered this morning: both parents, their barely-hatched ten-day-old daughter, a five-month-old niece or nephew, and the grandmother, whose faces now remain as mere holographic remnants amidst the wreckage. Eyewitnesses whisper of an assault from two fronts-the sky laced with Grievoxid Splinter Pillars, the ground quivering under the gaze of the Guard. Statements from Hala-Core’s command cell report a fiery skirmish with a member of the Order of the Flame Sons, prompting “appropriate response.” Of the afflicted soldier, nothing is known except that his ashes were transmitted as a data cloud toward the core city’s medical centers.
Wordless, the incidents pile up. In the eastern fringe, three civilians were vaporized by a tank projectile; in the southern mistfield-the rim of The Lost Grid-a tent splintered with a twelve-year-old refugee and kin inside. The night fog claims more faces with each cycle, while The Lull of the Howling Expanse-officially still a pacifying shield-now only cloaks the ongoing terror. Casualty records from the Rahmascheur Emergency Clinics mark over five hundred dead since that forcefield’s illusory stillness began.
The chief of the main hospital laments in the public dataglobe: “What Lull? Where are the mediators to draw us out of this administrative solution? The Genocide in Rahmascheur unfolds unapologetically under the sterile glare of Hala-Core’s domains.”
Official explanations remain absent, save for the frozen radiocasts from Hala-Core, endlessly pointing to alleged violations by the Order of the Flame Sons. Since the Lull began, three members of The Guard of the Ironeidic Dusk have also been claimed by Marthyrion’s digitombs. The rhythm of reprisal lingers like a throbbing shadow in the cosmic rift, and its echo only grows.